"Haven't you seen this mountain in years?"

In front of the TV, Song San, who was peeling peanuts early, suddenly asked such a question - Song Da, who was watching a sketch on TV and was also peeling oranges, couldn't laugh at all, yawned and said, "It's been a few years, right?"

The two were in the room where they were arranged, watching a program called the Spring Festival Gala...... Although they were instructed by Mr. Blind not to run around at will, at least the two of them did not receive any unfair treatment in terms of supply.

But the point is, it's the equivalent of a life like a lockdown, and they don't seem to have much to do other than eat and watch TV and play on their phones.

The two brothers finally realized one thing, that is, the blind man named the two brothers this time, it is very likely that it is really just for the sake of carrying multiple bags on the road, and it is more convenient to move.

In Wolong Villa, the two of them are probably just one level higher than the waiters here - the guests here seem to have the strength to pinch the two of them to death.

The world outside is too dangerous, so it's safer to be in the room...... After such an idea was born, Song Da and Song San began to live without going out.

On the bed, Song San turned sideways, scratched his buttocks, and then suddenly said, "Anyway, Ah Da, should we go out for a walk?"

"Where are you going?" Song Da squinted.

The range of activities of the two of them is only the interior of the mountain villa where they are staying temporarily, and even if it is the interior of the mountain villa, the scope is quite limited.

Song San rolled his eyes at this time and said, "Do you want to go to which cave to see?"

"Dongfu?" Song Da was stunned.

About this cave, the two of them heard something from the mouths of a few talkative Taoists...... It is said that it was developed not long ago, and then there was a shocking chance that someone got it.

"That's right, that level of things, if we don't see it, are we here for nothing?" Song San said very seriously.

Song Da shook his head: "Everyone has been developing it for so long, if we go to see it now, what else can we ...... Do you think so? There are earth-shattering treasures left for you to pick up, wake up, you're not the protagonist's life. Besides, there are no guards outside the cave, how can the two of us get in?"

"So we continue to watch the Spring Festival Gala here?" Song San continued to peel peanuts and looked at the TV screen.

Song Da also continued to peel oranges, also looking at the TV screen.

The sketches without Benshan are still being staged on the screen, and I always feel that I can't find the feeling of the New Year in the past, right?

After a long while, Song Dacai suddenly said: "Damn!

"Go, go!" Song San also patted his thigh and sat up.

......

In another room not far away, the Hundred Tribulation Daoist came to Mr. Blind's residence after dinner to visit him again—of course, the Hundred Tribulation Daoist did not come empty-handed, but brought with him many things that Mr. Blind needed for divination.

Removing the old and welcoming the new, a staggered moment of the end and the beginning, there will always be some subtle changes between heaven and earth. Just like the moment when the computer shuts down and restarts, there will always be a moment of space where people can do something.

For example, something that would make it easier to spy on when you think of it - fate.

Mr. Blind had fasted and bathed, and was now meditating in the ashram. All around him were strange things provided by the Hundred Tribulation Daoists, which could provide all kinds of blessings and inspiration powers...... In such a short period of time, those who can scrape together these rare things are probably not much more expensive in the entire Dao realm.

The evergreen Hundred Tribulation Daoist is naturally one of them.

"The two little guys you brought with you seem to be a little unable to hold back, hehehe. The Hundred Tribulation Daoist half-opened his eyes.

Mr. Blind said indifferently at this time: "These two people are quite interesting, they have three brothers, and one of them stayed abroad and didn't come this time." But the lives of the three of them are a little special, so let them go. ”

The Hundred Tribulation Daoist nodded and didn't say anything more - although the man in front of him had made a heinous mistake back then, in essence, the root of this mistake was only to better develop the current Dao realm, but the means were a little extreme.

If it weren't for Mr. Qingxiazi's original intention, after the catastrophe back then, the Hundred Tribulation Daoists would not have taken action, and they would have tried their best to protect the ...... in the name of the head of the Taoist Association and the Kunlun Sect So that he was able to get the result of 'going away' in the crusade of everyone.

Seeing that Mr. Blind had already meditated quietly and was preparing for the divination in a few hours, the Hundred Tribulation Daoist simply entered a state of meditation at this time.

Originally, he had another thing he planned to ask Mr. Blind to help him calculate a fortune - that is, the fact that members of the Dao Demon Association had been missing in recent days.

Many people think that this matter is the result of the fermentation of the emperor's edict, because before the statement jointly issued by the Xuanyuan Palace and the Authority, the two sides were in a state of constant friction in secret, and in less than half a month, a lot of grudges were formed......

But at present, the matter of the seventy-first generation of Tianxin, which let Mr. Blind divination, is related to the dragon vein of Shenzhou......

It seems that the seventy-first generation of Tianxin is going to reproduce Mr. Blind's practice many years ago, which is uncertain for the Shenzhou Dao Realm, whether it is a great opportunity or a great catastrophe, and it is naturally much more important than the disappearance of members.

In this critical moment, the Hundred Tribulation Daoist still chose not to distract Mr. Blind.

What an eventful time......

The Hundred Tribulation Dao people gradually entered the realm of forgetting things and me.

The plane tree outside the house was shivering in the wind at this time.

......

......

Master Song actually cooks good dishes, and this kind of craft actually came in a few things that he learned from the fourth uncle, the cook in the family.

Maybe it's because the place where it's located is the ancestral home of the Song family, and maybe it's because there is one more Luo Qiu in the family this year, and the spirit of Master Song has been a little excited since the beginning of the preparation, so that when the banquet was opened, his face was flushed.

Song Haoran walked out of the room early, but he always looked a little absent-minded.

As for Song Ying and Zhang Xuanrui driving back at about seven o'clock in the evening - it is a little strange that it was Zhang Xuanrui who drove.

Especially the bodyguards of the Song family...... Miss Sakura, who has always liked to drive, actually obediently became a passenger today, which is really incomprehensible.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Luo Qiu glanced at Song Ying curiously at this time.

When she sits, her body always moves a few times unnaturally.

But after Luo Qiu's question, all he got was Song Ying's white eyes...... Luo Qiu, who always felt as if he had been shot without doing anything, just blinked his eyes and didn't say anything.

Although Song Haoran was a little distracted from time to time holding a wine glass at the table, and although Song Ying seemed to be a little unable to sit still, Master Song's interest did not diminish at all.

He asked the fifth uncle not to follow the rules today, and to sit down and have a few drinks together.

Drinking orders, anecdotes and past events, discussions and galas are no longer the way they used to be, and special festivals seem to be just commonplace......

But in a special festival, if it can also be homely, it is probably the most cherished thing, right?

A thousand words, there is no comparison with what Song Tianyou, as the head of the family, said to everyone: It's time to eat.

It's just that the young lady of the Zhang family seems to be a little over, probably missing her grandmother at home.

Dad was too drunk after dinner, and under the service of the fifth uncle, he went back to the room early to rest.

Zhang Xuanrui also said goodbye early, probably going to the room to call her grandmother in the distance.

In the dining room, only three young people from the two generations of the Song family remained. Because of the fact that the father was happy during the banquet, he also drank a lot Song Ying's face was a little red, which looked quite bright, and her eyes were a little hazy.

A woman with a slight smell of alcohol seems to be able to exude some charming smell and heat.

"I'll leave for a moment. Song Haoran suddenly seemed to remember something at this time, and after leaving such a sentence, he hurriedly ran to his room.

Song Ying held her cheeks and suddenly said, "Song Haoran, this guy, always feels a little different." ”

Luo Qiu, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, stopped (originally the fifth uncle said that he would let the bodyguard do it when he came back), "It's different?"

"Story, story!" Song Ying's eyes were half-closed, "Don't you feel like he has a lot to talk about tonight?"

Luo Qiu smiled and said, "It's pretty good to look serious." ”

"I'm speechless?" Song Ying was stunned.

Maybe it was because of alcohol, Song Ying suddenly stood up and suddenly grabbed Luo Qiu's wrist, "Don't clean up, accompany me outside to blow the wind, I drank a little too much, it's too uncomfortable." ”

Luo Qiu stopped and suggested: "It's easy to catch a cold after drinking and blowing cold wind, so you need hot tea and rest at this time, so it's better to go back to your room." I'll get you some hot tea right back. ”

Song Ying said impatiently at this time: "It's cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks and serving tea and water, and the fifth uncle's work has been done for you! Are you my family's servant? Where do you come from so much nonsense!"

"Oh well. Luo Qiu looked at the time, then nodded and said, "I'll be here soon...... I'm going to have to wash my hands, right?"

Cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks will inevitably get dirty.

......

But Song Ying soon regretted the decision to come out and blow the wind, because ...... It's so fucking cold!

The heat emitted by the effect of alcohol was carried away by the cold wind in a few strokes, Song Ying sat on the steps of the gazebo outside the courtyard, rubbed her hands, and after taking a breath, she couldn't help but shiver a little, and hugged her body tightly.

She muttered: "Dead head, if you don't come for so long, you will freeze me to death......"

"That's why I suggested you go back to your room. ”

Song Ying raised her head and saw Luo Qiu walking over with a coat hanging on his arm and a bottle. Wow, the coat was clearly brought to himself and delivered to himself.

The body is very honest...... Song Ying put it on without saying a word.

"What is this?"

Seeing that Luo Qiu also sat down next to him, Song Ying looked curiously at the bottle that Luo Qiu brought.

After unscrewing the cap of the bottle, what came out of it was some carrot-red viscous liquid, Luo Qiu sent it to Song Ying's hand, and said with a smile: "Tomato juice, I found it in the kitchen, so I squeezed some for hangover." ”

Song Ying looked at the unknown object with some hesitation, and after hesitating for a moment, she still took a small sip of the bottle cap, "...... Why is tomato juice salty?"

"Maybe it's because I added a little salt, but it's better. Luo Qiu explained.

"What the hell is the recipe...... Song Ying frowned, but despite this, she drank it one by one...... That's like a child who is forced by his parents to drink bitter medicine.

After a lot of difficulties, it looked like I was finally finished.

After that, Song Ying wrapped her coat and looked up at the starry sky...... It's not as good as summer and it's not as good as ever, and there are very few stars.

Song Ying suddenly said: "Farewell"...... Can you blow it again?"

Luo Qiu looked surprised.

Song Ying turned her head and looked at Luo Qiu, her eyes unblinking, "Didn't you blow it last time you fell off the cliff." I heard Zhang Xuanrui say that this song is called "Farewell". ”

Zhang Xuanrui...... Looks like your relationship is really good. Luo Qiu smiled, "But this song is a bit sad, is this kind of festival appropriate?"

"Let you blow it, where did you come from so many things!" Song Ying's eyes narrowed suddenly.

"Okay. Luo Qiu nodded.

Only this time he didn't go to look for the leaves, but directly closed his hands and put them on his lips.

Hand Xun.

The fingers began to wave slowly, and the air flow passed through the gap between the palm and the finger to form a sound, like the sound of flowing through a valley, which seemed ethereal.

"Farewell"

Song Ying always felt that Luo Qiu was often able to do some incredible things, and he came easily.

Why.

What an unimaginable guy.

There are still not many stars, but occasionally I see one that is particularly shiny, but it is easy to look at it as if it is lost. The song that was played, like the sound of the wind in the valley, seemed to slow down as if time had slowed down.

Even, I hope that time can stop moving around.

Song Ying gradually closed her eyes, leaned her head against the pillar of the pavilion, and fell asleep before she knew it.

And the music played by Hand Xun gradually dispersed.

The fifth uncle, who had just covered Master Song with a quilt, heard the voice, stopped at this time, and looked in the direction of the sound...... I don't know where it came from, but it's very comfortable.

Zhang Xuanrui in the room was still whispering to Zhang Li Lanfang in the distance, and when the song came, she was thoughtful, but soon she continued to talk to her grandmother, and the light seemed to be gradually dim.

Song Haoran, who was in the wing, was holding an ancient book in the room, looking at it and walking around, as if he was thinking about something...... But at this time, he also stopped, and suddenly walked to the window and looked up at the night sky.

He didn't look at the stars, just looked at the moon, and then smiled, as if he had some new understanding, and quickly turned a new page.

The year is almost over.

......

......

Ten o'clock in the evening.

The big pendulum clock in the lobby of the club rang with the sound of bells.

Luo Qiu is back - after sending Song Ying back to the room, the matter in the Song family's ancestral house has come to an end.

It's just that to Luo Qiu's surprise, he just came back, and instead of seeing Youye, he met a somewhat unexpected guest, Nero.

Many times, Luo Qiu actually felt that Nero was a person with a big heart.

For example, Nero appeared in front of Luo Qiu a little badly.

It seemed that he had just taken a bath, and Nero was wiping his hair with a towel at this time, and walked out, "By the way, beautiful young lady, can you borrow me a set of clothes to wear first...... Oh ~ Boss, good evening. ”

Luo Qiu opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something.

Nero wasn't wearing any clothes...... She even fiddled with it and said with a smile: "Boss, look at my body, are you interested?"

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PS1: It's yesterday, and it's still at 10 o'clock.

PS2: Well, I'm a diligent Shiraishi now (clenched fist)